Post by Matthew McGuire on Sept 19, 2012 0:13:49 GMT -5
Morning, he woke up showered got in his red skinny jeans and a black and white graphic shirt, with his high topped black Jordans then made it down stairs for breakfast. A bagel and cream cheese was set for him on the table and he smiled. Finally his mother hadn't mistaken him for someone who liked breakfast. Matt ate up, he had stayed up late finishing his history assignment so he was a little cranky due to lack of sleep. Matt grabbed his car keys and made his way to school parking, then he headed into that drama filled thing called high school. Matt sighed he never really liked going to school but he was behind in class work so he couldn't skip many more days. Matt walked to his locker, gathering his things for his first few classes, and made his way to first period. It went by rather fast, due to the fact he had a pop quiz. Matt nailed it, he was great with Philosophy and enjoyed this class. Then came history and AP French. The day seemed to past him by until the lunch bell rang and he went to his locker. Matt unlocked his locker and grabbed his wallet shoving it into his back pocket. Matt overheard some of the ice hounds talking about his little sister and he listened. Matt chewed the inside of his cheek, and then he heard them say something sexual. Matt slammed his locker and went right up to the boy punching him in the jaw. The kid hit Matt back and it was on. Matt's hits were hard and focused due to his martial arts practice and he felt himself lifted seeing the football coach. The anger and rage from his anger disorder had him walking down the hall to the guidance councilor's office. Matt walked up to the door sighing, he turned the door knob cautiously and entered the room looking around for Ms. Robyne. Matt walked in sitting on the couch in the room, he leaned back and when Ms. Robyne joined him he smirked. "Yeah, I know third time in the past two weeks. I'm on a roll ey'?" Matt asked with a smirk, he had been here before many of times for violence and he learned to just take his punishments as they came. His light at heart spirit never seemed to bother Ms. Robyne though, or at least it didn't seem to. "Phoebe, Pheebs I got into another fight but this time he deserved it. He was dirty talking about my little sister. I ain't cool with that." Matt explained laying back on the couch. He didn't mind getting counseling it got him out of class, and it calmed down his anger and anxiety.
